[Jenn the Psycho]

Owner: Jenn525
Equid Name: Desert Waderer (Wanderer for short
Equid Age: 5 Years
Backstory: Wanderer was born by an oasis in the desert; her mother took care of her to keep her from dying from the heat. Wanderer and her mother stayed near the oasis for about six months before they had to leave and move on. Though the desert was familiar, the forest they moved into was nice, always plenty to eat. There was the problem of predators, but they were avoided pretty easily. Wanderer stayed with her mother for two years before moving on, back to the desert. Another equid had taken up residence near the oasis wanderer had always known. They shared the oasis, but they didn’t really acknowledge each other. Wanderer earned her nickname from constantly wandering through the desert alone, though she did seek other equids to join, she didn’t find others to join. One day, as she was leaving the desert to find a field, she ran into another equid, a mare like herself, which was called Darkness’ Cloud, and Wanderer became close friends with the equid. Now they roam together, looking for a small herd to join, or others to join them. ((185 words))

[peachie.]

Owner: amour.
Equid Name: Hurricane
Equid Age: 4 years old
Backstory: Hurricane grew up in a cave with her family. She was very adventurous and had a strange obbession with the weather. She would gallop along the land, chasing storms, her mane flying in the wind. She was mostly alone the whole time, her only companion the whipping wind. The storms always mezmorized her, they were so beautiful, powerful and terrifying.

[sparrow]

Withdrawing.

[MusicIsLife]

Owner: MusicIsLife
Equid Name: Dalla terra (It is Italian for "from the earth")
Equid Age: 5 Years
Backstory: WIP

[KAHarder]

Owner: Legendhasit
Equid Name: Quipu
Equid Age: 3
Backstory:
Quipu is a WME that doesn't like to follow the crowd. She likes to stand out. When she isn't rolling in mud, she's out racing the wind. Quipu has a younger sister, and her two parents.
Her poor, poor parents. They don't know what to do with their whirlwind daughter. If they set strict rules for her to abide, she wouldn't listen and most likely run away. But if they didn't, Quipu would most certainly get in trouble with the elders. Which route to take is still uncertain. However, even though they wish Quipu would calm down, they love her creativity and spirit.
When Quipu was young, her parents had no clue what to call her. No name seemed to fit. So as any good parent would do when trying to find a suitable name, they studied her every move. One thing they observed was that she got a lot of knots in her mane. They almost called her Dreadlock! But not only did she get a lot of knots, she said knot a lot. "I knot!" "I am the great Knot!" "Knot knot knot!" And so her name came to be. Quipu. The Incan word for 'knot'.

[One.Awesome.Chica]

Shes beautiful, Horsy!

[Feathersun]

Owner: Feathersun
Equid Name: Tekkalita
Equid Age: 5 years
Backstory: My life has been painted with sorrow, but I've seen things that make my heart dance as well. When I was a foal, I used to chase the butterflies. They would lead me into worlds I've never seen, mountain meadows with purple and yellow flowers blooming in there fields, lakes and oceans where the the water seemed to talk through it's own way.
When I was just a young yearling I started to swim with my friends. The shells and fish in the ocean, where the seaweed is like ribbons coming from the ground. The water would talk to me, pull me under with it's slick grip until all the bubbles floated from my mouth and popped on the surface, and then I would have to follow them.
I used to gaze into the sky and watch the clouds fly, making there own silent music in there drifting movement. How the sun sparkled on my coat, and the moon was like a spotlight on the water. The stars would whisper words to me as I made my way across the land, in search of true love.

I hope someday to be that carefree again.

[Novallic]

Owner: Tinebrook
Equid Name: Dust
Equid Age: 2 1/2
Backstory: The man pulled on the rope, yanking at the Equid’s neck. “Come on!” He yelled, frustrated with the dust colored Equid. She reared, full of life, not about to give in. Little pebbles flew down the mountainside, making clicking sounds as they fell.
The girl standing beside her father could not take it anymore. It was one thing for him to abuse her, but to be cruel to a Equid that should never have to be in captivity was another. In a flur of hair and wind, she brought out her pocket knife and sliced the rope. She swore she saw a look in the Equid’s eyes, a one of gratitude, as it glanced at her before springing off and leaving the man in a cloud of dust.
The girl chased the Equid, listening to her fathers’ yells as she went. Smiling, she took a shortcut up the rocky mountain and rested, with nothing but silence to comfort her. She was alone now. Completely alone.
Suddenly, she heard hooves. Startled, she looked up, expecting to see her father on his horse, but instead saw the Equid. It came over to her, layed down beside her, and sighed.
Not alone.

( Word count: 199
({That was hard, limited to 200 words, but I think I did good. . })

[wowhow]

Owner: wowhow
Equid Name: Silverado
Equid Age: 6
Backstory: Silverado's hair whipped in the cold wind, the toga wrapped around her flapped angrily from under the armor, the roman sandals tramsformed to fit her hooves flopped down each time she took a step. Gladius between her teeth, she jerked her head, forwards and backwards, as if stabbing her opponent. CLINK CLINK CLINK. her opponent stopped each blow in mid-air and prosseded by stabbing back. Hit in the heart, Silverado slowly fell to the ground. Thumping and whining filled the theater. Main stage, main character, main hero, main story, and main death; Battle of Pompey. The battle where the roman hero, Pompey had died and been forgotten when Julius Ceasar, who had fought at his side, came back alive. Silverado had returned Pompey his glory and had acted as a male roman to bring back Pompey's image to the roman world.would she become more?

(word number: 145)

[flyteck]

Owner: Flyteck
Equid Name: Dust
Equid Age: 4
Backstory: Dust was born far up in the mountains with her herd. Life was calm and peaceful, that is, until she turned 2. 2 months, 8 days after she turned 2, Dust's herd was chased by humans. They rode powerful Equid-like animals. What their animals lacked in agility they had in strength and cunning. Soon the herd was surrounded. The men men began to tie ropes around some equids. Dust quaked as one came towards her, but did not fight as they took her away. If she did, she knew she would break her own neck. Dust was loaded into a metal trailer and driven to a farm. Dust was amazed at how lush tge grass was here, although she felt lightheaded do to lack of oxygen. A man soon had her tied to a tree and began scrubbing her face. It stung. The man began to babble "how did you get this white paint on your face". Dust was scrubbed until the white fur on both sides of her face was gone. Then she was thrown into a paddock filled with other equids, some she recognized and others she didn't. Dust reared, balanced on hr hind legs, and bounded over the fence. She knew one if her ribs was broken from colliding with the fence, but escape was what she wanted, no, needed. And she fled.

Dust never found her herd, but the men never found her either. Yet.